SUENIK THE BELEAGUERED
CHAPTER 32 - NO MORE CHEESE BEFORE BED
(1130-1131)
What's that? It's very bright. And it's up in the sky...
It's getting closer...
Eek!
Ok... That's odd. Do they come in peace?
Oh no. That's not good.
Well, best send the troops into battle. I'm not having some little green men tear apart the Empire!
Let's see how clever they are when they come up against the might of Suenik's military!
Oh.
Was that fire they were shooting from their wrists?
It certainly LOOKED like fire!
And now they're setting fire to the capital! THIS ISN'T FAIR!
Come, brave people of Suenik! Let us stand and fight...
Guys?
What are you running from?
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!?!
They're...they're...EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!! NOOOOOO!!!!! HELP ME!!!!!
HELP M...ah...phew.
That was one messed up dream...
Mental note - no more cheese sandwiches before bed.
So...back to the matter in hand.
Oh yeah. The Emir of Sistan. He's still peeved at the Empire following my glorious war to liberate Nubia. Guess it's time to send an army his way....
I agree. I really, really, REALLY can't be bothered sending my forces all the way to the other side of the map to take one measly province from some guy who's annoyed at my son for some reason. So we kiss and make up.
Anyway, time for
PEOPLE WATCH (1131). We've not had one for a while.
First up - the new King of Nubia:
Yup, one year on and he's not managed to chuck it away yet. I'll be keeping my beady eye on him though - don't want all my hard work going to waste...
Next up, the King of Nubia's new wife:
That man's got taste. She's young, nubile and her stats are...well...pretty good all round. And she's got a cool name.
However, from cool to crap. Here's the King of France:
Nobody respects him, the Pope thinks he's a dick, he has no successors and...well...take a look at this...
And I thought I had it bad when I took over from mad old Krikor and had to fight a war with everyone he'd managed to piss off! Me thinks that the Capet dynasty is soon to be consigned to the dustbin of history.
Fun as that was, here's something completely off the wall.
Heeeeeeey! A-here's a thee Keeeeeng of-a Sweden!
Yes - the Kingdom of Sweden (a few paltry provinces that the Scots haven't yet managed to wrest from the Swedes) is now administered from the northern Italian province of Monferrato.
By an Italian.
But not just any Italian. Oh no. This is the offspring of the inbred Count of Monferrato who we had a look at many updates ago.
Unbelievable.
Next up we have Bagrat's count down of "Hardest Looking Coats of Arms".
In at number four we have...
Much as I love my shiny crest I'd much rather have a legless black and red dragon thing roaring out its message of defiance!
However, he's not as good as number three...
He's still got the whole dragony thing going on, but this time there's a picture of him kicking it's sorry behind, spearing it through the heart and wearing cool armour with wings on it. I might attack Moskva just to have this crest.
Moving away from dragons, we have number two...
Yup - this guy may be naturally crap at pretty much everything, but his coat of arms says "Want my crown? Come and try and take it off my giant scorpion! Yeah baby!"
But, in at number one we have...
Yes. Not only does his coat of arms feature a massive black bear wielding a sword, this guy could bite metal bars in two (check out the jaw muscles!), is a genuine superhuman (check out the stats) and he's called ARNE!!! I think he's the only thing stopping the Scots conquering all of Sweden!
Anyway, hope you enjoyed that little peek into the world of the great and the good (ha!) of 1131. Normal service will be resumed shortly.